These Twisted Bonds Novels & Stories

I changed our position, I was on top of her, I thrusted in her mercilessly, still chocking her. I watched her cry as she begged me to stop hurting her. I was in control, and it turned me on. I finally climaxed. She couldn’t move her legs. Having a threesome with Lia and Jocylene would be a good idea; she has to get better at this. Leaving there, I called for the nurses to come get her. I remembered the call I received. It was from my right-hand man, my closest worker, Torillio; his calling repeatedly aroused my curiosity.

Her mind raced with memories she thought she had long buried. Marcus's laughter was a cold, sly sound. "You'll never be free from me, Elle. I know all your damn secrets, and I'll use them to drag you back down into the darkness with me." He pulled her hair, his grip tight, and she winced in pain. "Do you understand me?" As she tried to free herself, Marcus felt her trembling in his grip. Her hands shook, and her eyes teared up. "Now come with me," he growled, pulling her with a strong force. Tears poured down her cheek as she screamed for help, struggling and fighting back.

“But he’s twisting it.” My breath trembled. “How do you know?” “Because what he’s describing is rare—but not unprecedented.” His thumb brushed my pulse, soothing. “Multi-Alpha bonds can stabilize immense power. But they are not tools. They require trust. Balance. Choice.” I swallowed hard. “And if someone tried to force it?” Kai’s eyes darkened. “It would tear the bond apart.” Terror bloomed in my chest. “He promised a demonstration.” “Then we won’t let it happen,” Kai said firmly. I sagged forward before I could

He deftly tied both my wrists to the headboard. "Knowing you, you'll probably put your dick inside me after I confess. How will you take off my clothes smart guy?" He lightly smirked. He had his highly aroused face right now. He pulled out a switchblade and cut through my shirt and cutting my bra after. He pulled my leggings and panties down my legs and stared at me. I saw his erection, straining to get free. My mouth became dry and my folds became very, very slick. He caged me in and spoke above my lips.

No takesies-backsies. *They're stuck with me. And I'm stuck with them. Forever.* Instead of terrifying, it was... comforting. **[DUAL ALPHA BOND: SUCCESSFUL]** **[THREE-WAY SOUL LINK: ESTABLISHED]** **[NEW STATUS: BOUND TRIUMVIRATE]** **[ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: UNPRECEDENTED BOND STRUCTURE]** **[REWARD: SOUL INTEGRATION, QUAD CULTIVATION ENHANCEMENT, PERMANENT EMOTIONAL LINK]**

“We sit on maps and forget our wolves are threads in the same loom. Four bonds were forged—unorthodox, blessed, binding. Pull them taut and you can feel a direction.” Osiris frowned. “We tried. The first nights… there was nothing but static. The link felt… muddied.” “Because we were noisy,” Lefu said. “Grief makes poor listeners. Quiet your wolves. Listen for the lack. A bond stretched too far and damped by wolfsbane hums—thin as a hair, but it hums. We triangulate. You, me, Tristan, Balor. Four bearings make a point.” Balor pushed off the pillar, reluctant heat flaring in his gaze despite himself. “A Fourfold Tether,” he said. “Old rite.”

Why should our bond be destroyed because of what others would think? Why did this have to happen just when i thought that i’ll finally have a chance of being happy in my life? Fuck this. Fuck everyone. Fuck my life.

Soon enough, she found herself inside as she sat on a stool. “What can I get you?” the bartender asked. “Something strong,” she said. “Something that will make me forget.” The bartender gave her a look of concern but poured her a glass of liquor, which she drank in one gulp. “Another,” she said. And another. And another. The world began to blur. The pain began to fade, just a little. She made a promise to herself right there and then. “I will get everything back,” she whispered. “I will make them pay for what they did.”

Our tongues tangle together mimicking the threads of the bond entwining our souls. A bond that Tracy, or Xander, or death itself can never break.

He looked pale, he wasn't okay and Fr Tanaka knew it. 'Is this the so-called twins bond I have been hearing about? Because of one, the other looks like a mess. They really are twins. Sigh, I really wish he would cheer up a little bit.' Fr Tanka thought to himself. Mainly looking at Sasuke, he could not help shaking his head. This boy he was asked to take care of was really something else. If not that he knew their secret, he would have thought that his ward was madly in love with his student.